This is a song about "The mantle"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

She give so much head got her sittin on my mantle

She acting all extra

I bring the heat like the

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

Energized and still going

Eyes poked out the the raven

I'm a son of a gun

Flyer than the rest of them

Punch the clock, click the pen

Ain't no women at the shows

The more battles the better the flows

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

The holy war, the spiritual troops